People in Yanziwu believe that one month is a teacher and life is a father. Wang Dong is Fang Huwei's disciple, so Fang Huwei is his father.
The relationship between him and Fang Yixing is not only that of senior fellow apprentices, but also that of blood brothers.
It does not deny that anyone's life is more valuable than others, nor does it deny that anyone is more qualified to live than others.
Wang Dong also has his own family, his wife and children. In the eyes of his wife and children, his life is more valuable than Fang Yixing's, and his life is more valuable than anything else.
Wang Dong was willing to buy one minute for his senior brother, or maybe thirty seconds—
Emphasis on friendship, light on life and death.
That's Wang Dong's way of repaying his kindness.
Rough and deep.
The black Buick flew briefly in the air. Because there was a knife stuck in his head, and the handle of the knife was still clamped to the iron sheet on the roof of the car, Wang Dong's body, who had unbuckled his seat belt, was not thrown away.
Bang!
The man and the car fell into a deep ditch at the same time. The ditch is deep and narrow, making it difficult for a car to get stuck in and turn over.
The man in black robe put his toes on the roof of the car and jumped high into the air. The white robe hunts the wind, just like a bat in the air.
He really does look like that kind of dark animal, and his ability to stay in the air is amazing. The black robe flew a very long distance in the air before landing lightly on the ground.
There will be no splashing of mud and water to the east of the feet, no residual snow will be covered, and no trace of stepping on the snow.
Fang Yixing pounced very fast, still keeping up with the speed of the tragedy.
When he jumped into the ditch, pulled out the long knife from the roof of the car, and dragged Wang Dong's body out of the car, Wang Dong's mind and body were already stained red with his own blood.
His eyes were wide open, blood poured into his eyes, and his eyes turned red.
Extremely unwilling.
"Wang Dong—"
Fang Yixing hugged Wang Dong hard and helped him warm his gradually cold body temperature.
When a person dies, the heat dissipates.
Fang Yixing did not feel sad for long because he had something more important to do.
He took out a legband from his pocket and wiped Wang Dong's eyes, wiping out the blood from his eyes. But it wasn't because there was a big hole in his head that was bleeding constantly. As soon as he wiped it clean, blood poured in again and dyed his eyes red.
Otherwise, Fang Yixing could forcefully help him close his eyes.
Tuodong's woolen coat covered Wang Dong's head, face and body.
Then, he picked up the long knife that the man in black robe used to cut the iron sheet and inserted it into Wang Dong's skull. He pulled the tie around his neck and tied it around his legs and arms.
Initially, he tied his tie in a tight knot and the knife became one with his body.
Fang Yixing stood up and stood in front of the man in black robe again.
The man in black robe raised his head, his eyes covered by the black hat were as cold and vicious as a wild beast.
He looked at Fang Yixing and said, "Are all the people in Yanziwu afraid of death?"
"Afraid of death." Fang Yixing said. "It's so good to be alive, no one wants to die."
"Why is he afraid?" The man in black robe asked, pointing to Wang Dong lying on the ground.
"His name is Wang Dong. He was originally a beggar. When Qiu Qiu had his legs broken and became a cripple, he was rescued by his father from the Didong Beggar Gang. From then on, he became a member of his Fang family."
"His life was not given by his father, and his dignity was not given by his father. They gave him life, so he used his own way to give his family a life. They gave him the dignity of living, so he Choose to die with dignity."
Fang Yixing looked at Wang Dong and said softly: "Is he a hero? After his death, his body was buried in his Fang family's ancestral cave, and his spiritual tablets were enshrined in his Fang family's ancestral hall. If the Fang family continues to plant extinct veins, his incense will not be extinguished."
Whether you are explaining to the man in black robe, it is more like whether you are telling Wang Dong the guarantee you can give.
Heroes cherish heroes, Wang Dong sacrificed his life to save him, so he did not hesitate to give out the most important request he could give, which was also what Wang Dong cared about most.
The man in black robe pondered for a long time and said in a hoarse voice: "The dignity of living, the freedom of life, the ancestral cave and the ancestral hall - it is really enviable. He has none of those things. A lonely ghost like him will die In the end, he will be thrown into the wilderness or buried in a mass grave, and his body will be torn to pieces by vultures or wild dogs. There will be no ancestral cave to bury him in or a fire to use - no wonder he was willing to die to save me."
After a pause, the man in black robe continued to ask: "So, what about Zhou Fan? Is he a greedy, timid, selfish and cold-blooded person? The reason why he chose him was because he thought he was the same type of person as him. Why did he choose that way? Would he rather sacrifice himself than poison him? And why is he willing to die for me? "
Fang Yixing had a proud and gentle smile on his face and said loudly: "Do I know anything about Fujia?"
"Home?" The man in black robe thought seriously. He really didn't know what home was. What exactly is home? Is it a house that can keep out the wind and rain? A bunch of luxurious and high-end furniture
Don't you say that you provide me with a different woman every day
"Family is like a family. Only those who have a family have a family. When I came home from work at night, my wife had already prepared food and chicken soup. When I went out for something, my son would call me over and over again and ask me what happened to my father. I never come back - we sit at the same table for dinner, I reprimand my son for his naughty behavior, and I teach my daughter to study hard. Even if other children's parents come to the door, as a father, I stand up to apologize to them or quarrel with others - "
Fang Yixing's smile was gentle, but his eyes began to become moist.
The wife he spoke of was not his wife, and the son he spoke of was not his son.
The person he was talking about was his family.
I'll probably never have the chance to enjoy that kind of happiness again, right
"What I said is correct. Zhou Fan is indeed the kind of person I said. He is the same type of person as me in terms of personality - but no, he cannot betray his wife and children, and cannot abandon his family and happiness. He I have experienced it and enjoyed it. People who have experienced it and enjoyed it will never be like me - thinking and acting like animals. He bravely told the truth and saved the Fang family, and the Fang family also gave I gave him tolerance and understanding, and gave him a complete family—"
The man in black robe nodded and said: "I taught him a lesson. He has never experienced or enjoyed anything I said, but no, it sounds very comfortable - he is unwilling to give up his life, he He wants to live hard. Therefore, he has lived for them and killed people all his life."
The man in black robe looked at Fang Yixing and said, "He respects me and gave me a chance. I'm sorry, but no one has come to save me until now - I'm sorry."
"No need to say sorry." Fang Yixing shook his head and said. "He doesn't accept my apology. He doesn't need to be given a chance. He doesn't need any chance from me."
"He knew if I came because of his son, it would be more worrying than if I came because of him. He doesn't have much ability as a father, and his son can't do much when he is in danger. But, after all, he has learned After a few steps - he can't help him much, so just use up a few ounces of my energy for him."
The hatred and malice in the black-robed man's eyes disappeared completely, and his voice was still hoarse and unpleasant, but he said in an extremely serious tone: "He likes to torture people, but he won't torture me. I will die happily."
Fang Yixing didn't say thank you. He wouldn't go wrong with saying thank you to someone like that.
He tightened the long knife in his legs, lowered his body, and rushed towards the man in black robes.
Kakaka—
The leather shoes on my feet stepped on the hard layer of snow, making the accumulated red snow crunch.
He rushed in front of the man in black robe and slashed his head with a knife.
Machete!
This is the simplest and most ferocious move among sword techniques.
No Yanziwu Zhao family's sword skills. After that incident, he made countless attempts, but this was one of his countless failures.
The Fang family is good at Tai Chi, and Tai Chi has a very high status in the world.
But no, Tai Chi requires strength. Tai Chi without strength support is just fancy Tai Chi.
In some Tai Chi high-leg postures, even if no strength is required, just skill can bring people down. But no, Fang Yixing knew very well that with his lack of strength in Tai Chi, if he faced a wrong leg like the man in black robe, he would actually be dead.
He didn't think about winning, he just wanted to fight to the death.
The sword energy is sharp and fierce and decisive.
The whistling cool wind was split by the knife, and even the body became hot.
Fang Yixing could use that sword to exert 70% of its combat power, but no, because he was filled with murderous intent, it had a more frightening power.
call-
The black robe shook, and the body of the man in black robe flew up out of thin air and began to retreat very quickly.
He actually chose to retreat!
A knife that brings death to life, a knife that kills oneself, can naturally make people fearful.
Fang Yixing just wanted to strike out with that knife.
Fang Yixing thought he could make that knife.
The man in black robe retreated, and his fighting spirit became strong again.
The long knife tied to the mouth of his leg and arm made a sharp sound, looking forward to the moment when he drank blood and sealed his throat.
Fang Yixing rushed forward and chased the man in black robe.
One retreats, the other attacks.
Fang Yixing ran faster and faster, and at first his feet did not touch the ground, and his body jumped high in the air.
Another knife struck through!
Still no machete!
There is no defense when attacking, and there is no turning back with the machete.
Snapped!
The man in black robe flicked his long sleeves and covered Fang Yixing with a long black cloth.
Fang Yixing did not dodge and slashed at Heibu with his knife.
Hiss—
Fang Yixing cut the black cloth into a huge gash with his sword, but Fang Yixing's body was kicked away by the black-robed man's leg extending from the east.
thump-
Fang Yixing was hit in the abdomen, his body fell on the snow and slid backwards.
He slid for a long, long time, until the inertia disappeared and his body finally came to a halt.
His throat felt sweet, and he vomited out a large amount of blood.
"The man is not dead, and the knife is not lost." Fang Yixing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The long knife was still tied to his legs and arms, and he thought in his heart: "I can chop him again."
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